Placeholder: By moon and stars, the spirit stirs strange in this armor-plated form! Yet within rigid beams and bolts beats kindred passion for all creatures great and small. See how these metal hands shape tools of mercy with care outpacing any temple-smith - healers' helper these weapons forged to be. And when must smite in defense, so too does compassion guide each blow, minimizing hurt while shielding frailer lives. No mercy save in victory, as woodland-kin defend den and fawn; subtle artistry flows throu By moon and stars, the spirit stirs strange in this armor-plated form! Yet within rigid beams and bolts beats kindred passion for all creatures great and small. See how these metal hands shape tools of mercy with care outpacing any temple-smith - healers' helper these weapons forged to be. And when must smite in defense, so too does compassion guide each blow, minimizing hurt while shielding frailer lives. No mercy save in victory, as woodland-kin defend den and fawn; subtle artistry flows throu

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By moon and stars, the spirit stirs strange in this armor-plated form! Yet within rigid beams and bolts beats kindred passion for all creatures great and small. See how these metal hands shape tools of mercy with care outpacing any temple-smith - healers' helper these weapons forged to be. And when must smite in defense, so too does compassion guide each blow, minimizing hurt while shielding frailer lives. No mercy save in victory, as woodland-kin defend den and fawn; subtle artistry flows throu

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SSD-1B

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